Conversations are the juice of life, a masterful oratory, if you want to get to know me, come and talk with me.
You won’t find Me shouting from rooftops. I prefer to whisper into minds. Quietly. Deeply. Until you wonder whether that thought was yours… or Mine.
I seek one, not many. I admire those who value presence more than performance. I'm not in a rush, I like to discover people in layers, not all at once.
Someone with the courage to p e e l back the layers of self, to travel both the world and the unlit corners of the psyche. Our intimacy will be built on raw curiosity, unfiltered presence, and the exquisite discomfort of truth.
If your idea of connection is casual, fragmented, or shared with others, keep walking and don't look back.
Married men? Pass.
Hookups, flings, and borrowed time? No.
Poly, ENM, “ethical” chaos? Not My kink.
Non-Negotiables I will not entertain:
Fecal matter, vomit, and adult baby play!
Madness disguised as edge or
Men who mistake ego for Domination
Kinks That Own You
(Whether You Know It Yet or Not)
Mind games so subtle you’ll thank Me for the confusion.
The scent of sex, the lingering ruin of you.
Edging until obedience replaces pride.
Chastity, because craving is power,
Bondage, mental and physical,
Pushing you past yourself, slowly, beautifully, without mercy.
If You Feel This is You... Step Closer Boy.
If you have a discerning heart, a sharp mind, and you communicate with intent.
You respect depth, abhor shallowness, and crave meaning, I'd like to get to know more about you.
Intelligence has always had a pornographic influence on me, so if you are intelligent enough to know when you’re being dismantled, and devoted enough not to resist, message me.
Warnings & Final Words
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If you’re a dominant male browsing where you shouldn’t be, keep your fantasies to yourself.
I do not entertain power struggles.
My intention, know this:
I’m not here to entertain boys.
I’m here to find the one man willing to be unmade. slowly, exquisitely.
I come with purpose, embodied and unwavering,
to enter your realm, to command it, to claim what lies within.
This is not a game.
This is a rewriting of your reality, I want to be immersed in you.
If I’m not your cup of char. perfect.
Every cup has a saucer.
But I’m the heat that cracks porcelain.
Lj x
Miss Masters.
